Chapter 33 The world's fujos.h.i.+'s companion
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Inside the Imperial study room, the atmosphere was cold and heavy. Inside Fragrant Palace Hall, there was a completely different kind of bustling that was out of the ordinary.
"Xiang Er, I'm telling you. You not being there at Gorgeous Tutor's residence, was a great loss. You totally missed out on the Gorgeous Tutor's delicate, fragile appearance which is hard to come by. That appearance would have led anyone who saw it to be lost in wild and fanciful thoughts. If it wasn't for the fact that he had his flower ravaged by those devilish hands, huhuhu, I don't believe nothing wouldn't have happened."
Liu Yixiang looked at Xia Yuqing, completely confused on what she was currently thinking. A face showing she was currently in a daydream with saliva dripping out of the corner of her mouth, Liu Yixiang couldn't help be a little startled. Within her heart, she gave a short silent tribute to Yan Ran then coughed a bit to break Xia Yuqing's trance. "Qing Jiejie, even if Grand Tutor is completely useless, he could still be considered a man. Although he does resemble a woman a bit, how could it go as far as to have that bandit go to that 'something something' step. In addition aren't bandits usually into lovable, good looking girls who are at the age suited for marriage. Even if the Grand Tutor is incredibly beautiful, I don't think the bandit would go as far as to be that wicked and treat him like that."
After finis.h.i.+ng speaking, Liu Yixiang was startled by the sudden approach of Xia Yuqing with her disapproving gaze.
"Xiang Er, that kind of thoughts of yours is completely wong!" Xia Yuqing spoke with utmost confidence. In spite of Liu Yixiang's flabbergasted expression, Xia Yuqing grabbed her hands and dragged her off towards her own personal lady's chamber.
Liu Yixiang completely baffled, looked at Xia Yuqing's mysterious expression as she was fis.h.i.+ng left and right underneath her bed seeming to be in search for some particular item. Unable to hold back her curiosity, she asked. "Qing Jie Jie, what are you searching for?"
"Wait a bit, I'll find it immediately." After contemplating for a brief moment, Xia Yuqing stepped onto the bed and reached her hand on the edge of the bed where a small crack existed. Reaching within and feeling around, her pair of eyes suddenly lit up. "Found it."
Liu Yixiang stared blankly, then rushed forward to see that Xia Yuqing had from that crack fished out an item wrapped tightly with a silk cloth. Subsequently, her cheeks blus.h.i.+ng a bit, lifted up the silk cloth to reveal the hidden item's true ident.i.ty.
"Eighteen… Eighteen Styles of Dragon Yang?" Liu Yixiang's expression became blank for a moment. Pointing at the ill.u.s.trious book cover's dazzling t.i.tle, her eyes fixed and her face stained red.
Although Liu Yixiang grew up by her maternal grandfather's side, her temper was not like the average government official's young lady, weak and feeble. But she still grew up in a family with a literary reputation. The family rules were strict and rigid thus thoughts were somewhat conservative. Therefore even if she had heard of talks of h.o.m.os.e.xual relations.h.i.+ps, she has still not genuinely seen it before. Even this king of limited edition yellow book was her first time seeing it. Hence, one could not blame her large reaction.